I'll pull out my teeth and place them right beside you
All this flesh upon me, you can break it... cut it too
Just mold me into whatever you want

Make me any size and shape you want to hold on to
Saying you don't feel a thing...
Oh I'll make you feel something
It's always something, always something

And you were walking away towards the blood red setting sun
And I'm on my knees thinking "oh no, anything but"
So I will wrap my arms, i will wrap my arms around your throat
And I will find everything hiding in your pulse

In every aching bone I've had the worst ideas behind them
Every single problem just dilates
I've been counting all the wrong placed in front of me

So I'll build another home made of ocean salt
To cover up my lungs and bury all the other parts
Cause I'm just a gravedigger, I am no caretaker
I'm just a gravedigger, I am no caretaker

So I was walking away, walking off to that same old sun
And now you're crying in my mouth about some reoccurring dream that you just can't stop
And in the morning we won't say a word at all, we'll just laugh this off




Well I am probably being reckless, but I feel just free
I'm in love with this life but it is not my life to keep
No it is not my life, it is not my life to keep

Well I am probably being reckless, but I feel just free
I'm in love with this life but it is not my life to keep
It is not my life, it is not my life to keep
It is not my life, it is not my life to keep


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Salty Lungs and Loose Teeth song meanings
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